flash;woosan

seis

𝚠𝚘𝚘𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐

Today his best friend's mum was getting married. Yunho told him it took having a child and ten years of being in a relationship to finally get married. He laughed when he heard that. It had been different for his parents. When his mum had him she was in her twenties and got married about two years later, which is why it didn't work out.

"Yunho where is your boyfriend and his frikkin friend?"

"They'll be here soon."

"Do you actually know or are you just saying that?"

"Hahahahahahaha." Suddenly Yunho's annoying door bell rang.

The glare of the sunlight blocked the faces of the people at the door, so Wooyoung couldn't see until they came in.

"This is my best friend San."

Somehow wooyoung wasn't even surprised and San didn't seem surprised either. When their eyes met there was no shock.

"This is-"

"Wooyoung."

"You must be a fan. Haha."

"Not at all."

Yunho made an "and I oop-" face and awkwardly smiled.

"Well you guys won't have to talk anyways. Let's eat."

"Shouldn't we wait until the wedding? We don't wanna ruin our appetites."

"Ugh the wedding isn't for another two hours. I need food now." Yunho joked in response to his boyfriend's concerns.

"What do you guys think?" They asked in unison turning their attention to Wooyoung and San.

"Uhh... I think we should eat." San suggested.

"Same."

"See. Majority wins!" Seonghwa rolled his eyes and fell onto the couch and turned the TV on.

"What do you guys want?"

"Let's eat something light. How about ramen?" They all agreed with San's suggestion and walked over to the kitchen. Yunho pulled out five kinds of ramen and laid them on the counter.

"Take your pick."

"I'll take the shin." Wooyoung said.

"Kimchi." San blankly said.

"Seonghwa are you sure you don't want anything?" Seonghwa put a thumbs up from on the couch.

"Alright I'll eat the Kimchi as well." He said putting the other kinds back and pulling out one more pack of Kimchi noodles.

"Woo. Can you grab the pots?"

Wooyoung walked over to the cabinet and pulled out two pots for ramen.

"You can make your own right?"

"Of course."

Yunho put his and San's in the same pot and turned on the stove.

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From the corner of his eye he could see Wooyoung struggling to open the pack. Yunho was too focused on mixing the ramen around that he didn't help his friend, so San did.

"It's not that hard Woo."

San said ripping the plastic off the pack.

"Heh. Thanks." He said rubbing his neck.